Checking Out Guy's Goods
Even though I'm married, I'm not dead. When I see a hot guy walking by, my eyes stray to the front of his pants with the hope of seeing some clue of what he has concealed inside.
I know as a woman I'm not supposed to be like that, but I am. I love checking out guy's goods. Well the goods I can see bulging in a guy's pants.
Oh, yeah. I also like looking at naked men on the Internet. And I miss the yummy guy who used to live across from our house who left his shades up when he undressed to go to bed and came out of his shower naked except for a towel in his hand. I sure miss that. He was hot and endowed. Hmmm.